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Dec 2021
One shot for life, one shot for death
Been thrown down under, deep sea bed
Lonely and shaking, yet I swam instead

Limbs are heavy, yet I’ll fight the undertow
Little do they know, I just cried then I’ll glow
Like the bright gold dancing ray of sunshine
A loud talking rainbow among the clouds
I always can, for I always choose to
A poem for a painting
Tita Halaman
Written by
Tita Halaman  26/F/Manila, PH
(26/F/Manila, PH)   
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